古鲁·格兰特·萨希布 1367 · Salok Kabeer Jee · Bhagat Kabeer Ji

1Kabeer, the fish is in the shallow water; the fisherman has cast his net.

2You shall not escape this little pool; think about returning to the ocean. ||49||

3Kabeer, do not leave the ocean, even if it is very salty.

4If you poke around searching from puddle to puddle, no one will call you smart. ||50||

5Kabeer, those who have no guru are washed away. No one can help them.

6Be meek and humble; whatever happens is what the Creator Lord does. ||51||

7Kabeer, even the dog of a devotee is good, while the mother of the faithless cynic is bad.

8The dog hears the Praises of the Lord's Name, while the other is engaged in sin. ||52||

9Kabeer, the deer is weak, and the pool is lush with green vegetation.

10Thousands of hunters are chasing after the soul; how long can it escape death? ||53||

11Kabeer, some make their homes on the banks of the Ganges, and drink pure water.

12Without devotional worship of the Lord, they are not liberated. Kabeer proclaims this. ||54||

13Kabeer, my mind has become immaculate, like the waters of the Ganges.

14The Lord follows after me, calling, ""Kabeer! Kabeer!""||55||

15Kabeer, tumeric is yelow, and lime is white.

16You shall meet the Beloved Lord, only when both colors are lost. ||56||

17Kabeer, tumeric has lost its yellow color, and no trace of lime's whiteness remains.

18I am a sacrifice to this love, by which social class and status, color and ancestry are taken away. ||57||

19Kabeer, the door of liberation is very narrow, less than the width of a mustard seed.

20Your mind is larger than an elephant; how will it pass through? ||58||

21Kabeer, if I meet such a True Guru, who mercifully blesses me with the gift,

22then the door of liberation will open wide for me, and I will easily pass through. ||59||

23Kabeer, I have no hut or hovel, no house or village.

24I hope that the Lord will not ask who I am. I have no social status or name. ||60||

25Kabeer, I long to die; let me die at the Lord's Door.

26I hope that the Lord does not ask, "Who is this, lying at my door?"||61||

27Kabeer, I have not done anything; I shall not do anything; my body cannot do anything.

28I do not know what the Lord has done, but the call has gone out: ""Kabeer, Kabeer.""||62||

29Kabeer, if someone utters the Name of the Lord even in dreams,

30I would make my skin into shoes for his feet. ||63||

31Kabeer, we are puppets of clay, but we take the name of mankind.

32We are guests here for only a few days, but we take up so much space. ||64||

33Kabeer, I have made myself into henna, and I grind myself into powder.

34But You, O my Husband Lord, have not asked about me; You have never applied me to Your Feet. ||65||

35Kabeer, that door, through which people never stop coming and going

36- how can I leave such a door as that? ||66||

37Kabeer, I was drowning, but the waves of virtue saved me in an instant.